It comes with the change to fall. The sun lower in the sky. A certain unavoidable melancholy. This painting was done exactly one year ago…
Fade Today (one year)
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Through the Pane
Through the Pane
I don’t like to plan, so much to do. Grand aspirations only seem to disappoint. The tedious artistic attitude, dissatisfied with work. I appreciate the positives regardless of the height. Nothing competes with the feeling of creation. Something new and alive, glimpsed through the pane.
